Category: Photography
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Eastern Way
Eastern Way when I was a child30 seemed old to meso I didn’t expect tolive much beyond it never consideredold age and itsinfirmitiesfelt pretty invincibleless very bad luckor inane stupidity early on, eastern artsinspired meKungfu, Judo, Aikidoand Tai Chitheir philosophies madeperfect sense to me –LE – 7/20/24
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The Loop – The Tucson Side
The Loop – The Tucson Side two days after a recordmonsoon rainfallthe Santa Cruz was stillfairly full and rapidly flowingto the Gila, more than60 miles north of Tucson a blue-gray cloudy daywith Sol poking rays throughin intricate, ladder-like patternsbacked by verdant greensdried-grass tans and yellow-cappedBrittlebush side-glance gleams the breeze was brisk andrefreshing, while theatmosphere hung…
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Reprising ‘Road to Nowhere’
It’s interesting that no matter how things change and time progresses, things seem to remain essentially the same… Road to Nowhere rode the loop todayto El Camino Del Cerrothe road to nowhereI wonder where(here here wherewhere there there–Stooges) crossed over theSanta Cruz withits reclaimed watertrickling along itsedge river otherwisedesert dry ocotillo hedge bloomsred after rainno…
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Typical Tucson July
Typical Tucson July early morning ride sawstraw colored buffel grasscovered hills and flatsthe desert floor resemblingyellow-tan tatami mats contrast the verdant greensof the bushes and treesthe aloe’s silver-blue greensthe dry, desert landscapea somber, mottled scene two roadrunners crossed my pathas did a couple of lizardsforegoing their pushups todayas three scorpions hightailed itright and left, out…
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Joe The Crow – Another Memoir Memory
Joe The Crow When I was a childWe bird-sat a crow named JoeHis real name unknownExcept to other crows Uncle Bob left him with usFor a couple of yearsWhile he was deployed to JapanThough mom wasn’t a fan Joe could imitate her dog-callBy name and whistleCrows can imitate soundsAnd words, make you bristle Before Joe,…
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Dog-walking Archer Lake
Dog-walking Archer Lake Tucson heron stands sentinel like a statueon a half submerged rock in the shallowsclose to the shoreline while grackles forage those same shallowsand hang out in nearby trees withraucous cries and tomfoolery while a few ducks waddle the deserted beachand glide through the water nearbyready for a handout by any passersby Archer…
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Kennedy Lake Park Tucson
Kennedy Lake Park Tucson Mountains and treesMirrored in the water whileDucks and crows forage –LE – 7/2/24
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Achievement vs Antisipation
Anticipation and Achievement Let’s be honest. The highs of anticipation and expectation are the best anyone will get out of life, not to mention death. No experience, event, action, or consequence ever lives up to its expectation, especially on the positive side, not work or love, nor physical, mental, or spiritual pleasures of any kind.…
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For Poor Old Che-Che
For Poor Old Che-Che yes, everybody’s watching younobody trusts you anymorea little diarrhea on the floorand years of trust are gone what’s a poor dog to dowhen the poo comes outin streams with no rhymenor reason… it seems meds and diets don’t workjust an unfortunate quirkturns ‘man’s best friend’into a questionable jerk so it seems…
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A Father’s Day Memory
This is a tribute to my father, who died the next year from a heart attack, which was a complication of Parkinson’s… Father’s Day Sitting at the kitchen table (Dad’s desk),I flick the lighter and linger under each of our cigars. After the lighting puffs, a couple of long drags,Rolling the heavy smoke, savoring its…
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